Last night, while I was at book club, discussing the merits of the book Heaven is For Real; Hugh made an enormous parenting faux-pas: he took my children to see The Hangover 2.
Yes, the R-RATED Hangover 2.
He confessed the misdeed the minute I got home and, because I am a forgiving person by nature, I let him off the hook with a mild reprimand, I think it sounded something like, "YOU DID WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU!?" or, you know, something equally sweet and forgiving.
Anyway, I went upstairs to ask The Teenager how she enjoyed the movie and she admitted that it was actually quite funny if a bit, um, risque and, by risque, I'm sure she meant totally inappropriate and rather embarrassing to be watching with her father and younger brother, ohmygod.
Oh, and, apparently, there was a chick in the movie. A chick with a dick. Which might have been the most embarrassing thing to see with one of your parents, like, ever, ohmygod.
That is, until your mother makes you read the following screencap from Parents Shouldn't Text.com, anyway:
I'm so glad we can share these precious moments together.